Dressed as the favorite concubine of a downhearted prince

When the wind blows and the sky is cool, Ye Yuming has taken on a big job as the supervisor of His Highness Prince Jing's haunted house.

Of course, he is not willing to do this job. With the cold wind blowing, who wants to stand in the wind?

Ever since he messed around with Han Sui that day, the way he looked up and down at him became weird, and even his own sister winked at him. Before Ye Yuming figured out what was going on, he just He was thrown out by Han Sui to oversee the work.

"Oh, little cabbage, yellow ground, two or three years old, no mother."

Sing and sigh three times.

When Han Sui came over, he saw Ye Yuming squatting on a big rock with an umbrella, more like a mushroom.

"Where are you doing?" Han Sui said with a little displeasure on his face, "What kind of nonsense are you singing?"

"Follow Daddy, it's better, I'm afraid Daddy will marry a stepmother~" Ye Yuming walked over singing, and patted Han Sui's shoulder: "Little Baicai, what are you doing here?"

"My lord, come and see if you are lazy." Ignoring Ye Yuming's deliberate address, Han Sui looked at the umbrella that suddenly appeared above his head.

The umbrella was obviously tilted a lot towards Ye Yuming. It looked like he was holding an umbrella for him, but it was just that. Ye Yuming really didn't feel wronged at all, and he didn't care if Han Sui would notice him. Perfunctory.

"How can I be lazy, my lord, are you kidding me?" Ye Yuming waved his hand: "The floor tiles have already started to be repaired in Xiyuan, and the windows have been pasted up. I went to see it and it was done well. My lord, tell me about it." Don't worry, I will definitely take care of it for you, and there will be no problem at all."

"Where's Dongyuan?" Han Sui walked towards Xiyuan, intending to take a look at the yard that Ye Yuming tidied up for himself.

Mostly he cleaned it up for himself. This guy doesn't take selfishness seriously at all, instead he thinks it's no big deal. If ordinary people have a little selfishness, they would like to hide it and put on an earnest face.

Only Ye Yuming, he told Han Sui frankly, I think about myself first, what's wrong?

"Dongyuan and Dongyuan have also begun to be repaired. The big pillars have been repainted and will be done soon."

That means it hasn't started yet.

Han Sui glanced at Ye Yuming: "You are really capable. This king asked you to supervise the work. You only clean up the place where you want to live, and you take this king seriously? Ye Yuming, this king sees that you are getting bolder and bolder." , was manipulated into lawlessness, and didn't even know the rules!"

"My lord, in fact, you didn't indulge me. As for me, I didn't know the rules." Ye Yuming smiled: "Also, my lord, are you jealous? A big man is jealous if you are jealous, why bother to be jealous?" So awkward? Isn’t it just that you didn’t clean up your house first, how can you show your face when it’s such a big deal?”

Why don't you clean up his house first, what's the big deal?This is already a very big deal, okay?

Ye Yuming changed his hand to hold the umbrella, getting closer to Han Sui.

"Besides, who and Xiyuan repaired it for myself?" Ye Yuming sighed: "For Xiaoya, look at you who are stingy, such a big man who is jealous of other young girls is not afraid of making people laugh. "

Han Sui's chest heaved a little, and his face became even uglier.

He didn't want to answer Ye Yuming's words at first, but he still felt unable to swallow the breath after walking two steps, so he emphasized dryly: "This king is just asking."

"Ask, I didn't say that you are not allowed to ask, the prince's house, the prince's money, you can ask whatever you want." Ye Yuming quickly followed suit.

He is a supervisor, and he is familiar with the environment. He took Han Sui to look around, and was a little proud: "Not bad, right? When I came here before, it was really no different from a haunted house. This arrangement has a little bit of noble meaning, as expected Even if the palace is dilapidated like this, if you tidy it up a bit, it will still look very impressive."

Han Sui looked around and asked, "When will it be completed?"

"It's estimated to be years ago, and it depends on the progress." Ye Yuming frowned, and made a movement with his thumb and index finger together, and his seductive expression made him a little cute: "And the money given by the prince can only be paid. "

"My lord sees that you are looking for money." Han Sui looked at his strange movements. Although he had never seen it before, it was very vivid, and he knew at a glance that he was asking for money.

"I'll give you another month."

"How is it possible? One month is too short. I can't even install the heating in the house. I also ordered furniture and soft decorations. It's not so fast."

Han Sui reminded him: "It's enough to clean it up. Do you think this king is here to enjoy the blessing?"

"That's not here to suffer." Ye Yuming retorted: "The house can be rented or temporarily lived in, but life is not. We are also relatives of the emperor from the capital, so we can't be too shabby, right?"

"Why so much nonsense?" Han Sui ordered directly: "Just one month, if you can't clean up after one month, you go live on the road."

"My lord, isn't it because I can't finish cleaning up, so you live on the road?"

"Okay, okay, I live here." Ye Yuming looked at Han Sui's face, and said kindly, "Would you like to visit Dongyuan? I've built a study room for you, and the light is very good when you sit north and south."

"That was originally a study room!" Han Sui knew which location Ye Yuming was talking about, and seeing his face asking for credit, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Young Master Ye, you don't think you built the house on the ground, do you?"

"It's the position I picked."

Han Sui: "Then you have done a lot of credit."

"My lord wants to reward me?" Ye Yuming leaned closer again, even the umbrella was tilted halfway, Han Sui avoided him first and went to Dongyuan.

The drizzle stopped long ago, and Ye Yuming thought the umbrella was in the way, so he simply threw it aside and chased Han Sui: "Slow down, the road is slippery in rainy days, my lord, if you fall, I won't help you."

Han Sui, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Ye Yuming who was behind, "Hurry up and follow."

"what?"

"Hold Ben..."

When Ye Yuming heard Han Sui calling him, he immediately trotted over, and when he reached Prince Jing, he didn't have time to brake the brakes. The road was slippery in rainy weather, and the soles of his feet felt oily, and he slid past Han Sui with a "squeak".

Han Sui: ...

"Stupid!" He stretched out his hand to pull the man back, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "You are still supporting me, I see, you are the one who needs to be supported."

"Then you support me." Ye Yuming took Han Sui's arm smoothly, and the whole body hung on Han Sui's body and could not be torn apart.

"Oh, the prince and concubine have such a good relationship."

The mason on the roof was renovating the old tiles. He stood tall and his voice was loud. When he yelled, the workers who were working all echoed. Some people said it was nice, and Ye Yuming was also happy. money.

Of course, it was the money of a certain prince.

The workers were naturally happier when he paid the money. They not only talked sweetly, but also worked hard: "Everyone work harder, and strive to let the prince and princess live in the new courtyard as soon as possible!"

"They don't know, I'm your kind of princess." Ye Yuming laughed at himself when he heard what the workers said, fearing that Han Sui would misunderstand, and explained: "I didn't ask you to shout that, you asked me to supervise the work for you, then the boss There must be a name, right? Otherwise, why would people listen to me and let me arrange it? Repairing a house is a big deal. If the wall is demolished wrongly, which color is wrong, who will be responsible in the end? There must be someone to take responsibility, right? ? Then I can’t tell them that I’m the head of the palace, can I? I’m so handsome, I don’t look like the material to be the head of the palace. When they ask, I’ll just say that, that’s all.”

"what did you say?"

Han Sui absolutely didn't believe that it would be so simple. With Ye Yuming's mouth, if he didn't say anything, it would be difficult to end. If he had to say a few more words, it would be fine!

"I said," Ye Yuming's eyes were a little erratic, obviously showing a guilty conscience: "I just said, you are my old gong, nothing else."

At that time, Ye Yuming had just come to supervise the work. He wanted to open a north-south window in Ye Ya's room. Ye Ya was not in good health, and the room had to be ventilated frequently. Just a single sound, it's a big deal to smash someone's wall casually, but there is no one in charge of the palace, Ye Yuming blew himself up as soon as he got in his waist.

After the explosion, he wasn't guilty at all. It was Han Sui who asked him to oversee the work, and Ye Yuming was quite self-conscious. With his status, why should he be considered a half-master?

Since Han Sui dared to entrust him with such an important decoration task, he had all the rights in his hands, so why wouldn't he dare to use it?

Just like this, in the eyes of those workers, he became another master of Prince Jing's mansion, that is, the concubine.

"So, are you asking the king for your identity in a disguised form?"

"How can you say that." Ye Yuming looked carefully at Han Sui's face, and found that he couldn't tell what Prince Jing's attitude was, so he asked a more ordinary question, as if he was hiding some tricky feeling, so he boldly said: " I don't care about my identity or not, this kind of thing is just a passing cloud."

The status of the prince is noble, but if he made a mistake, he would still be sent down?When he ran to such a desolate place in Shuzhou, not even a local official would buy him.

When it comes to magistrates, Ye Yuming is still a little bit reconciled: "My lord, our house has already started to be repaired, but there is no news about the Zhizhou? What is he planning to do? It's not such a thing to just leave the lord alone, right?"

"It's not your business to worry about."

"Yes, yes, it's not my concern." Ye Yuming's tone was quite perfunctory: "My concern is all on the prince, what can he do if he doesn't cooperate with me? Forget it, give me another 10 taels, That door needs to be repainted."

"How much? Can you repeat it to me again?" Han Sui stopped his steps to leave, and turned to stare at Ye Yuming: "Where did you spend the 20 taels I gave you? How dare you open your mouth to ask for it after painting it?" ? What kind of paint can remove 10 taels?"

"Then [-]? [-]? [-]! It can't be less! I painted the gate, which is the facade of the palace, and the two stone lions at the gate. Prince, don't go, [-] really can't go any further!" not enough!"

"Ten thousand headquarter will do!"

"Han Sui, being a prince requires face, you can't be so stingy!"

Seeing Han Suiyuan's back, Ye Yuming shook his head on the spot, and then squatted down to settle the bill. He thought that he could earn some pocket money for King Jing's supervisor. Shouldn't this kind of errand be rich?Especially for the status of the prince, the money is definitely not bad, but now it seems that the facts are a bit different from his imagination.

Han Sui gave him 20 taels, which Ye Yuming thought was the first batch of start-up funds, but now it seems that King Jing only planned to give him so much.

To renovate such a large house, everything is tidied up inside and out, and only 20 taels is given, which cannot be said to be less, but for the royal children, it can only repair a crack in the door, so Han Sui said that it is enough to live in, no? Hyperbole?

No way?No way?It's not true that someone only intends to give him 20 taels, right?